Tomb robbing: The survivors of the ruins will live forever from Pingshan

Only then can a fairy village be created.

But this is the tomb of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

I sighed a little.

Chen Zhao didn't hesitate and walked forward.

He looked calm and took a leisurely stroll.

It seems that the place we are in right now is not an inexplicably dangerous and dangerous ladder that can kill people.

Instead, he wandered around in his back garden.

walk aside.

He was still counting silently in his mind.

There is indeed a crescent notch on the stone steps.

But as a time traveler, Chen Zhao knows better than anyone else that it is also a trap that confuses people.

Hu Bayi and three others also noticed it at that time.

I thought it was a way to crack it.

Unexpectedly, he almost pushed himself into the quagmire and was unable to extricate himself.

Chen Zhao also left a mark.

But it is not an inscription or a line, nor is it a mark that already exists in the cave.

It was a trace of Guixu Dragon Fire that he separated from the sea-penetrating formation.

Dragon fire cannot be extinguished by splashing water, nor can it be melted by wind.

And it is connected to the Guixu bloodline in his body.

No matter how weird this formation is, it can invisibly change the shape of everything.

It can't swallow the dragon fire either.

Chen Zhao's speed is not fast, it can even be said to be very slow, one step after another.

Almost a full quarter of an hour later.

In sight ahead.

Finally, the wisp of dragon fire left behind appeared.

"Sure enough, I'm back!

He didn't take back the dragon fire.

There was no trace of depression or shock on Chen Zhao's face.

He just uttered a few words calmly.

Along the way, he didn't think about cracking the Soul Suspended Ladder at all, he just walked along it.

It’s a bit of an experience.

After all, this kind of confusion is like a death formation.

It has been lost for thousands of years.

The last thing recorded in the book was probably the Eight Formation Map that Zhuge Liang laid out by the river.

Just a few rocks and the heavy fog covering the river.

Then hundreds of soldiers and horses led by Lu Xun of Dongwu were trapped in it.

The Eight Formation Diagram is said to be Qimen Dunjia.

But in the final analysis, it is derived from Qi Men Shu Shu.

It is exactly the same as the current hanging soul ladder.

Standing on the stone steps.

Chen Zhao carefully recalled what he had seen along the way.

The hanging soul ladder is intricately intertwined, like a huge butterfly wing shape.

And there was endless darkness all around, and every few steps, the light would be swallowed up.

Block the line of sight and create an illusion.

Finally, it invisibly affects people's judgment.

I thought I had entered an endless cycle of ghosts beating the wall.

call--

thought here.

Chen Zhao let out a breath.

In the final analysis, Hanging Soul Ladder is about grasping people's hearts.

Once despair arises.

The final result can only be a dead end.

Moreover, if it is one or two, or three or five people, it will be a dead end in the cycle of life and death.

But if there are thousands of troops coming in here.

The entire Hanging Soul Ladder will collapse on its own.

After seeing through its essence.

The last bit of interest in Chen Zhao's heart also dissipated.

No more wasting time.

When walking through the stone steps, he easily retracted the dragon fire that looked like a few golden threads in the darkness ahead.

Turn around and move on.

Not a moment later.

He suddenly stepped out into the air in front of him.

If outsiders were here, they would probably be frightened by his actions.

After all, in front of you, you can see a cliff shrouded in thick fog.

If you walk over like this.

Wouldn't it be the end of being broken into pieces?

but……

After taking one step forward.

Others did not fall into the abyss as expected.

.. 0 ......

Instead, fire flickered in front of his eyes.

The endless darkness quickly dissipated, and instead, a wooden structure appeared out of thin air.

"Xingxiu Palace?"

"Temple?"

Chen Zhao frowned slightly.

The wooden palace in front of me is extremely large in size, about the size of six or seven private houses.

However, there is no such thing as a coffin.

On the contrary, as soon as you enter the door, you can smell a strong fishy smell and... the smell of death permeating the air!

Look up.

I saw the center of the deep hall.

There is a huge bronze cauldron sitting there.

Same as the previous sarcophagus.

There is also a huge strange human face embossed on the outside of the bronze tripod.

But compared to the lifeless face of the sarcophagus, the current one looked even weirder.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He showed a half-smile expression.

It makes people feel cold.

Even if it was Chen Zhao, he was mentally prepared, and the corners of his eyes could not help but twitch.

It's hard to imagine.

Why did the ancients of the Western Zhou Dynasty worship such ghosts thousands of years ago?

Suppress the throbbing in your heart.

Chen Zhao turned to look at the ground of the main hall.

What surprised him even more.

Everywhere you look, there are dense piles of corpses.

Most of them have only bones and skins left.

The flesh and blood seemed to have been drained out.

His death looked extremely miserable.

Many corpses were still wrapped in thick cobwebs, almost wrapped into rice dumplings.

"Ok?"

Gaze over.